On the way home

And so he decided to return to his temporary base camp in Amsterdam. Along the way he got rid of one of those things so strange to him: a book. His companion said this was a free book which to the Pirate's mind was very appropriate; to him books are worthless things anyway. You can't really loot and pillage them, can you? So he had no scruples at all setting this book free on Bookcrossing.

Garlick and peppers

There seems to be a lot of this sort of thing in the national diet. And pork. Loads of pork.

The Pirate looked around him carefully and sniffed some locals and eventually decided against an invasion. He said it was because he felt the Hungarians had suffered enough wars and occupation already. It could also be that a lifetime of pork was just not what he had in mind. I guess we'll never know.

Big, round, juicy...

... cabbages! What better way to accompany a salami sausage?

Salami eh?

Okay... can do. There seems to be a LOT of this stuff around. A LOT!

Ahahaaa! The market place

The perfect place to find out more about this people that the Pirate is going to subdue. Gotta learn something about the locals, right?
Before plundering them, you mean?
Ah shut up!
Yessir! Shutting up right now sir!
Right.

On the prowl

Wondering what's inside this big hall. Only one way to find out...

Finally the town was hit

First stop: coffee. *sigh*

Enough with the brown already!

Gavroche wanted to explore the town! Meet the people! Find out their likes and weakn... I mean dislikes!

Alas. His travel companion spent most of her days inside. Meetings...

BUDAPEST!

Yes, the Dread Pirate is quite the traveller. This time he decided to explore an area so far unknown to him (because far from the sea): Hungary. He flew (no sailing) to Budapest for a quick scout of the area. First stop: Hotel Budapest, former communist hotel of the city. It showed, somehow. The interior decorators, um, liked brown.